So last Wednesday, Brett and I had to drop off a receipt to the UNFPA (United Nations Population Fund) headquarters here in Muscat since they gave us $2600 in sponsorship for our new babies to go to the AIESEC conference in Bahrain. After we gave them the receipt, one of them invited us for lunch and Brett responded (in Arabic) "sorry, we can't but thank you" and we were about to leave and then all the employees came downstairs and were introducing themselves to us and then they invited us again for lunch. At this point we couldn't say no, so we agreed and were treated with an assortment of Arabic and Indian cuisine and had some really cool conversations with them.
UNFPA will be participating at the Bahrain conference as facilitators and they will also have their brand distributed at the conference (on name tags/shirts/banners/etc.). This looks like it could be the beginning of a really awesome relationship between AIESEC Oman and UNFPA.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Sunday, February 3, 2008
The Good Ol' College Try
I am horrible at trying to keep a blog or any kind of journal for that matter.
In the last 5 years of my college experience, I have taken courses at three different universities in three different countries. I have lived in five different countries during these last five years (including what I see as my "home base"-my parents' place-in the USA). I have seen some awe-inspiring sights and had some amazing experiences and though I've pictorially documented my travels (with a really crappy digi cam), I was never able to keep a journal going - my biggest regret.
I would have loved to look back at a journal that I wrote when I was 19 or 20, living in Dijon, France and taking courses at l'Université de Dijon and then comparing that with a journal from my traineeship in Istanbul this past summer (2007). I am pretty sure I would be pretty flabbergasted at the transformation that would have taken place in those 4-5 years.
But alas, I cannot change the past. But maybe I can learn from it. So this is yet another attempt to keep some sort of journal so that I can one day look back at it and relive my time spent here.
In the last 5 years of my college experience, I have taken courses at three different universities in three different countries. I have lived in five different countries during these last five years (including what I see as my "home base"-my parents' place-in the USA). I have seen some awe-inspiring sights and had some amazing experiences and though I've pictorially documented my travels (with a really crappy digi cam), I was never able to keep a journal going - my biggest regret.
I would have loved to look back at a journal that I wrote when I was 19 or 20, living in Dijon, France and taking courses at l'Université de Dijon and then comparing that with a journal from my traineeship in Istanbul this past summer (2007). I am pretty sure I would be pretty flabbergasted at the transformation that would have taken place in those 4-5 years.
But alas, I cannot change the past. But maybe I can learn from it. So this is yet another attempt to keep some sort of journal so that I can one day look back at it and relive my time spent here.
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